Home
Flickering lights
Sleepless nights
I wonder
When will my home be in sight?
I travel alone
Like a dog to a bone
I search
But never once glance for a phone
What am I looking for?
Maybe just for something more
I travel
Although my legs get quite sore
Never do I stop looking
For comfort, maybe the smelling of cooking
I'm not quite sure
I... I don't remember.
Do i struggle in vain?
Do Others feel the same pain?
i take the pills
So They think me sane
i am a traveling young man, They said
Who isn't quite right in the head
Looking for joy, seeking the happiness
my world can be be dark
i am a-
That's funny. i can't remember.
What is my name?
Do i have fame?
i think i'm a rather lost boy
Who remembers being hit by A Man
i think He's my Father.
my world is not right
i don't remember how to rhyme
And where on earth is my home?
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